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About New York City

Yo, it’s bad bitch o’clock! I’m out here, wrench in hand, fixin’ cars like a boss—V8s roarin’, chrome shinin’, Mad Max vibes all day. So, lemme tell ya bout findin’ a prostitute, fam. Picture this: I’m cruisin’ the wastelands, right? Like, “Witness me!” energy, tryna find some action after a long day under the hood. Ain’t no shiny Fuel Town here, just gritty streets and shady corners.

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Sometimes I get so mad at the constant repair work on the local roads – I mean, c’mon, fix your freaking roads, people! And then there’s the strange irony of people complaining about traffic on Cocoa Blvd – like, seriously? We’re in a town that embraces imperfection! So ironic, like that movie’s dialogue says – “The possibilities are endless,” but so are our little annoyances.

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